As there is beauty to be south
And then as rain beauty seeps into soil
from skies through mortal eyes weeping
A beggar not egging for food but for
compassion
Is the truest love when given.
:: 07.23.2022 ::
As there is beauty to be south
And then as rain beauty seeps into soil
from skies through mortal eyes weeping
A beggar not egging for food but for
compassion
Is the truest love when given.
:: 07.23.2022 ::
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